40 weeks

You'd think I would be happy knowing I'm going in tomorrow morning to have this baby but instead I feel like I might punch someone in the face.  I  just want to be somewhere quiet and calm as my body continues to do all kinds of pre-labor type things but my life is neither quiet or calm.  Ivy seems to be teething and has been yelling at everybody and crying for the last couple of days.  Charlie is going through a growth spurt I think since he's been falling asleep in the middle of the day again and then torturing us all night, and the other two won't stop fighting.  Fighting, teasing, fighting.  

I honestly don't know how we're are going to fit another baby in this family.  We seem so out numbered already and I feel like there's nothing more for me to give.  I am praying that once I meet her it will all make sense to me and I will feel connected with her and everything else will just work itself out but right now, as I'm hiding in my room listening to all the screaming outside my door, I just can't see it. 

Here's something fun though, Jack and John did their first musical number in church today.  It was funny because Charlie, who was sitting with another family at that moment, ran up to the piano once he saw them go up and started playing his own number.  I thought about going up to grab him but I didn't want everyone to watch me waddle up there so I just let it happen.  After that Charlie drew all over the pew with the red crayon and then kicked Ivy in the face.  Ivy started screaming and Charlie started screaming and John and I looked at each other as we both held our screaming babies and we burst out laughing.  Because what can you do? 
People must think we are insane....